here i am

So I'm here. Yeah. Yesterday ((Wednesday)) was rainy all day, so we went to the naval air museum 'cause it was something indoors to do. Hopefully today will be sunny and we can hit the beach or maybe the sea doo ((yes, papa's jet ski is a sea doo)). Well, gotta run. I'm eatin' lunch w/ Robert ((my step dad)) and I gotta go take a shower and get ready. Talk to youin's later.

~master skipper

yesss....

i have found it....

METAL gas blowback M93R Beretta-style fully-automatic Airsoft pistol. Rate of fire: 900 rounds per minute. It's also got alotta metal in it's composition, thus making it feel like the real thing. And it's got semi, burst, and auto-fire. Tell me that's not awesome. Man, if only I had $160... oh wait, I do. If you want to know what this thing looks like, just ask me, I'll show ya one. I love guns.

or

I could go all out and forget the Airsoft pistol and just buy the real thing for $200 bucks. You know, I think I might...

we will, we will, rock you ((clap, clap, sssss))

ocoee was perty awesome. actually, i have to say that i'm lying... IT WAS FRIGGIN' SUPER DUPER SPECTACULARLY AWESOME!!! yeah, needless to say, i had alotta fun. we had a rookie guide, but he was really good. jim was his name. nice chap. the water park thing was the day after rafting. that was great. wave pool, "beached whale", rock wall, water slide, lazy ((and wavy)) river; yeah, it was good. it was really good. hey everyone... well, nevermind. yeah.
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spoonfest '05 was in full swing... unfortunately. if you don't know what "spoonfest" is: don't ask. you more than likely don't want to know.

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the trip didn't really take things off my mind that much. oh well. a friend made me talk, and for that i'm thankful. it helped me feel alot (or at least a little) better.

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but yeah. i'm out guys. i'm stupid tired.

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~master skipper

white water

OCOEE

yeah, it's tomorrow. that should be a blast. something to get my mind off of things for a couple hours, maybe.

have you

have you ever felt like you were falling apart from the inside?

like the only thing that ever works the way you want

is the stuff that doesn't matter.

when you don't know which way to turn
or how you're supposed to think.

have you ever wished you could talk to someone

and share your feelings...

...but you just don't feel like you can.

i'm a troubled man...

...and i don't even know why.

sad, ain't it?

¼ sure

what if i told you i was just fine,

would you believe me?

the crisis is over

I got some ice cream.

sonic's ice cream wasn't melted today and their mini banana splits are good. mmm...

cold and yummy

I need some ice cream.

c is for camp

Camp was pretty good. Naw, just kidding... but really, it was. Being one of the older guys (sr guys + those that have graduated ((me))) we didn't have a counsiller (is that how you spell that?) and we didn't have a curfew. It was grand.
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Let's see, some memories:
quoting way too much Anchorman and Dodgeball, "Afternoon Delight", designing a potatoe cannon w/ Austin, showing up late on thursday morning (w/ Austin), freezing in our room (mine & Austin's), no cabin inspection (thus a kinda messy cabin), our cabin was goatman's, midnight swim, the interesting relay races (skin the snake, the noodle game...), the story of Patrick...
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There are much much more things, but I don't want to bore you with them all.
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This weekend is ocoee! that's going to be superb.
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I'm outa here.
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~master skipper

cd time

i got the story of the year cd

can't remember the album name

it's flippin' awesome, though

and it's got until the day i die on it

that's a plus

pretty much the whole cd's good though

i recomend it

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~master skipper

We leave fer camp tomorrow. Fun fun there. This'll be the first time sense I was like, twelve or thirteen that I've gone. [[I feel like I've said that before...]] All I know is that I was in cabin 6 ((that sounds like a horror movie title)) There was a marvalous prank played on those guys in 5 that year... ahh, good times. There're rumors that the older guys will get the so-called "satallite cabin". I have this really good feelin' that this is going to be fun.

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~master skipper

extravaginza

Jeeper's

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So we had a fantabulous time playing Halo2 all flippin' day yesterday. It was super. Austin and David and I went to yon Pinckley's house and hung with them. We started our extravaginza at around 12:00ish and proceeded to play til 7:00 more or less. Do the math ;) Anyways, we got Toddly to play too, so that was a bunch of fun. We broke up into two teams ((or three actually)) Austin and I on Austin's X-box in one room and Kenneth, David, and Todd on KP's X-box on the big-screen. You may wonder why I said there were three teams. This is due to the fact that most of the times we played, Toddua ((aka Hollywood)) opted to be on his own team. By himself. Rather a suicidal move on his part, but fun none the less. But after we played Halo for a brain-wasting amount of time, we then went about renting Dodgeball and Anchorman for the sole reason that Austin had yet to see them and had desired to. But while we waited for the movie(s), we invented an interesting new game to play with a ball: the details of which are by request only. We also played some lounge-ball. Then we watched the movies back to back thus ending our roit of a time at around 1:30 or so. It was great fun.

~lobster monkey

i found it

Once again I arise victorious! I finally found the lyrics to this song. The song is entitled "Going the Distance"... or maybe "He's Going the Distance." They ((the people that had the lyrics posted)) didn't seem quite sure themselves . But here's the song ladies and gents:

"Going the Distance"... er maybe "He's Going the Distance"
Cake

Reluctantly crouched at the starting line
Engines pumping and thumping in time.
The green light flashes, the flags go up.
Churning and burning they yearn for the cup.
They deftly maneuver and muscle for rank,
Fuel burning fast on an empty tank.
Reckless and wild they pour through the turns.
Their prowess is potent and secretly stern.
As they speed through the finish the flags go down.
The fans get up and they get out of town.
The arena is empty except for one man,
Still driving and striving as fast as he can.

The sun has gone down and the moon has come up,
And long ago somebody left with the cup.
But he's driving and striving and hugging the turns,
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns.

He's going the distance,
He's going for speed.
She's all alone (all alone) all alone in her time of need.
Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course.
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse.
He's going the distance

No trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no line-
He's haunted by something he can not define.
Bowel shaking earthquakes, of doubt and remorse.
Assail him impale him with monster truck force.
In his mind he's still driving-still making the grade.
She's hoping in time that her memory will fade.
Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course.
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse.

The sun has gone down and the moon has come up.
And long ago somebody left with the cup
But he's striving and driving and hugging the turns,
And thinking of someone for whom he still burns.

He's going the distance,
He's going for speed.
She's all alone (all alone) all alone in her time of need.
Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course.
He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse.
He's going the distance

i'm not quite dead

Yeah, I had "fallen ill" as Schope had chosen to call it. It was probably a combination of not having almost anything to eat, drinking too much carbonated beverages, falling a little too hard one too many times, and not taking the appropriate anti-headache actions soon enough.

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But it's all good, the evil has lifted and the sickness has passed.

And thanks too all you who cared. 'precitate it.

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Well I'm off for now.

~master skipper

will you be my friend?

Ever felt like no one is really your friend? When you can be in a crowd of people you know and be completely alone. It's depressing when it seems that people only talk to you when there are none of their other friends around; when you're just an extra to keep them from getting bored and they aren't really concerned about trying to befriend you. When you'll walk up to a group a people to chat and they'll all just walk away. That's how I feel...

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Am I made of glass 'cause, you see right through me...

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But part of me feels like it's all my fault. That somehow, some way... it's me.

~donald

so it's been a couple a days

Yeah. (good word to start off a post with). I haven't been home practically at all sense RO. The night we got back I went to Austin's g-parents and swam and played Halo til somewhere around 1:30 in the morning; Sunday watched a movie (kicking and screaming) and didn't get home til 11:30 or maybe 12:00; Monday I went with Austin and his g-parents and spent all morning shooting guns (shooting a target with a 243 ((a bolt-action rifle)) and skeet shooting with a 12-gauge shotgun ((which was flippin' awesome))) and then got back to his g-parent's house, cleaned the guns, and played X-Box Live (aka: Halo 2) til somewhere around 11:30, talked with Austin to about 12:30 on the best way to mount a .50 cal machine gun into the bed of my truck, and then read to about 1:30; then yesterday (that being Tuesday) there was the children's Bible funtime after which I had lunch with Jason, Todd, Stephen, Linday (Mathis), and David and then that night played Halo @ KP's til somewhere around 12:30 or so. So yeah. Now it's today. So far I've helped dig up some bush-stumps from the front yard and take out some grass for a flower bed, taken a shower, read from the More than Complete Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, and worked on some college stuff. FUN. Tonight's church. Provided that no one wants to do anything too drastic after church (and I don't stay up talking to people online) I'm going to hit the sack early tonight. I need it. or want it at least. Well, that's a thorough enough rundown of the recent past. bye for now. stay cool.

~master skipper

lyrics for my mood

...until the day I die, I spill my heart for you... ~story of the year

...just wish that I didn't feel like there was something I missed... ~linkin park

...I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real; I want to find something I've wanted all along: somewhere I belong... ~linkin park

...I'm trying to be somebody, I'm not tryin' to be somebody else... ~3 doors down

...if I could change, I would; take back the pain, I would; retrace every wrong move that I made, I would... ~linkin park

...what I really meant to say, is I'm sorry for the way I am... ~crossfade

...call to you so clearly, but you don't want to hear me (told you everything loud and clear), but nobody's listening... ~linkin park

...holding my last breath; safe inside myself are all my thoughts of you. sweet raptured light, it ends here tonight... ~evanescence

RO in less than a nutshell

Rainbow Omega. It's a very anticipated trip. It was great. This was something around like my forth year that I've gone, and probably my last... unless I sneak in next year. But that's neither here nor there. We cleared a whole flippin' lot of woods this year. Made a half-mile trail through untamed forest. It was a blast. We were all tired by the end. Austin and I cleared ((about)) 100 yards (give or take a few) of that ourselves... granted we did have EXCALIBUR and a Mr. Fiskers. But it was cool getting some time to hang with Austin. Man, we think a whole lot alike as I found out over this trip. Someone will say something and we'll say or be thinking the exact same thing. It's wicked crazy cool.

I would post more on the trip, but I'm too tired right now. Maybe later.

~master skipper